I hate book series I hate em they are ruining my life cause I am always going to want the next book and when it ends I’m dead from drowning in all my tears
Emma and Rupert were talking non-stop for five hours now. Bringing back old memories of when they used to spend every day with each other at the studios along with the other cast and crew. Tonight was the first time they had spent time alone together, since the year the last Harry Potter film had premiered.
”So, how are you really doing?" said Rupert, with a concerned look on his face.
Emma shrugged. Then she looked down at her hands, seemingly trying to distract herself from crying in front of him.
Rupert put his hand on her arm, and for a moment she stopped breathing. She looked at the hand he had placed on her arm and-
”Hey, you know you can tell me anything, right?" he stated in a soothing voice, interrupting her thoughts.
She looked up at him and smiled, “Yes, of course. I know that.”
For a moment they just sat there without saying anything. She could hear the sound of raindrops pattering on the roof above them.
The silence was broken when she thought she heard him mumbling something. “I’m sorry, did you say something?" she asked.
”I…" he started, though when he looked at her face he became distracted by her beauty. The way her eyes sparkled beneath her lashes in the low lights of the room. She looked back into his deep green eyes, and then, realizing how close their faces were to each other, they both blushed and quickly looked away.
“Em, I… uhm, about him… Will.” he muttered. “What happened between you two?”
to be continued… (if anyone becomes interested lol)
Anonymous said: "I feel as if Harry and Ginny were paying their respects to those that helped them and took care of them the most."
- If they were paying respect to those that helped them the most, then they should have at least named their daughter MOLLY. cause Molly is an amazing mother even though Harry isn’t even her son.